Meet me at the Cross road.

A bargain to keep

Everything started to blend and blur voices became muffled and echoed and then a slow darkness started creeping in.

"Oh my God...Sammy did i- did i- do that?" Dean asked his voice harsh and filled with disgust.

"Dean we don't have time for this! we need to get her back to the bunker so that we can fix her!" Sam answered lifting your broken body and readying to leave when your dad came in.

"Y/N What happened? What did you- Where are you taking her?" He asked frantically trying to stop them.

"Mr. Novac we will return your daughter when she is well and ready, but she has seen too much and i need to make sure that she does not jeopardize my brothers life..." Sam informed pushing your father aside as he lay you down on the backseat of their car.

"Do you swear Winchester?" Dad asked from the door a single tear rolling down his cheek. How did he know them?

"You have my word, but Only if i have yours for not mentioning what happened here to anyone" Sam answered and then joined you in the backseat.
"You have my word..." Novac said to himself.
Sam rested your head on his lap and tried to keep you as still as possible while his brother sped to where ever they were heading. You woke suddenly the pain in your chest screaming for your attention. you tried taking deep breaths but every breath you took was replaced by a bloody cough. "Hey i need you stay calm and try and take steady breaths we're almost home." He was so handsome, and the sunset in front of us painted a golden amber shine that danced in his hazel eyes, it was beautiful, but only for a moment as the sky started to darken and grey clouds formed over head and you felt cold once again. "Dean! hurry up! We're losing her!" The tires screeched on the tar road as everything swayed and came to a sudden halt. We were here.

you slipped in and out of consciousness, but when you were awake you were in a room both boys by your side. while Sam chanted something from a book in his hands Dean placed a wooden ruler in your mouth and restrained your arms. you looked up at him, his eyes meeting yours, they were entrancing and sincere and filled with despair, but he turned away and more agonizing pain shot through your body as you bit down hard on the ruler your back arched and you passed out, exhausted.

"Is she going to be okay?" Dean asked tiredly running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah, I'm glad we found something from the men of letters." Sam answered placing the book on the desk and left you to catch a break.

"Sammy, something happened tonight..." dean said his voice lowered to a whisper.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked pushing aside the books on the dining table.

"She...she wasn't scared of him? she wasn't scared of me..."

"How do you know?" Sam's heart skipped a beat as the dying flame of hope sparked to life once again.

"I, we could feel it...the way she acted...but maybe its just my imagination." Dean answered placing a shaky hand to the bridge of his nose.

"Maybe..." Dean stood up from the table and walked towards his room. "Maybe she's the one..." Sam said to himself.

when he got to your room he paused and leaned against the cold tiled wall clutching his forearm as it pulsed the memories of the night came flooding back. Dean watched your bedroom door through hooded eyes letting his thoughts take control. 

you woke up suddenly your chest still aching your clothes dirty and bloodied you look at your hands ruby flakes falling in your lap. where were you? you jumped out of bed and pulled open the room door only to find Him sitting there. 

"h-hey you're awake!" He exclaimed jumping to his feet. you screamed and ran down the snaking corridor as he followed you down every twist and turn until you reach what seemed to be a library the tall man from before, Sam, stood ready for what ever was about to come. you hid behind him clutching to his shirt for safety. "i just wanted to say I'm sorry, that...that wasn't..."  

"Hey, hey there. My name is Sam Winchester and that's my brother Dean." He said placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. 

"we found you in the forest unconscious," Dean stated from behind Sam. "You must have hit your head when you fell." 

"No that's not what happened... i was looking for my dog and then..." you answered trying to remember.

"we were really lucky to find you." Sam agreed. you pulled out a chair and sank into it questioning your own memory. How could this be? Everything happened so clearly...did it?

***
The Winchesters were a family of rich hunters. They were trusted and did anything to protect each other and the people of this town, but one day dean Winchester was on a hunt by himself while his brother had suffered a soulless illness. Dean had come across a man by the name of Crowley, he was a powerful crossroad demon that promised dean that he could cure his brother. Dean accepted the offer and when Sam was well he returned to the demon with a blade made to kill creatures like Crowley.  And he did. He stabbed the dagger into the foul beasts heart and with its last breath it placed a curse upon dean that could only be broken by a love so true that it could even see the good in the damnedest of souls.
That was the curse...and now they had hope again when they found you. They might have a chance after all.
***
It started pouring outside and the lightning roared on. You were still unsure of everything but decided to just deal with it for the time being. It couldn't rain forever... you looked out the window and hugged your knees to your chest. You managed to get the blood off your hands and face but you still had your dirty clothes on.
"Hey..." dean interrupted your train of thought. "Umm...we didn't quite catch your name..." He said shyly.
"It's Y/N" you answered not really paying attention.
He made his way up to you and placed a neatly folded t shirt, a pair of jeans and a belt in your hands. None of this would fit but it was better than having to wear this bloody mess. "So, we thought you might like a change of clothes just for the time being."
"Thanks dean." You said giving him a small smile and decided to head to the bathroom to take a shower. The water pressure was amazing on your tired body, you could stay here forever.

When you finished in the bathroom you turned to the fireplace in the lounge for warmth where Sam and Dean sat in silence. "Hi..." you said trying to break the tension.

"Hey..." They replied simultaneously and then the silence resumed. 

***

Over night the weather seemed to worsen the autumn snow was finally here. the bunkers windows frosted and snowed up there was no way you were leaving anytime soon and with the rain came the snow with the snow came the blizzards,so over the next few days you got to know the brothers, but mostly dean. he seemed  distant most of the time but he was nice and Sam was just the sweetest guy a girl could meet, but there were some days when things were bad.  sometimes you heard dean singing from the basement and sometimes you heard him scream...but Sam said that was just what Deans illness did to him...